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*47 pushed the door to the bar open, stepping inside and scanning the area before sitting down on one of the barstools. His target would arrive shortly. Now all he needed to do was blend in, appear as a normal civilian simply wanting to have a glass. He ordered some whiskey, bringing it to his lips and taking a sip before putting the glass back down. He glanced down at his wristwatch. Any minute now.*
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